Every year, I feel like there’s one album that comes out, sounds new and great, gets a lot of play in my rotation, does really well overall – usually attaining some crossover audience… and then falls out of favor, never garnering significant playing time again. Amy Winehouse’s Back to Black, Gnarls Barkley’s St. Elsewhere, Mumford & Sons’ Sigh No More and The Head and the Heart’s self-titled album are four notable recent examples. But before any of those shooting stars even streaked across the sky, there was Franz Ferdinand.
Back in 2004, Franz Ferdinand’s eponymous debut LP took the world by storm, selling upwards of three and a half million copies, winning the Mercury Music Prize and placing several songs on the charts. “Take Me Out” was the album’s biggest hit, showing up in commercials, videogames and “Dancing With the Stars.” Between the summers of 2004 and 2005, I listened to the album quite a bit. But afterward? Nothing. Nada. Zip. Zilch. Bupkis.
It’s not so much that the music suddenly became bad. All of these flashes in the pan have something going for them. They all have a hook that was in the right place at the right time. What they didn’t have was the staying power once their novelty wore off. There are worse songs in my collection than “Rehab” or “Jacqueline” and every now and then, a little bit of “Crazy” or “Little Lion Man” can still be fun. But these albums’ glory days are firmly in the past.